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- "Please, God, let me live." - Use your imagination!
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I don't have to.
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Yeah, but if you were clever, really clever.
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Jennifer Wilson running all those lovers - she was clever.
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She's trying to tell us something.
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Isn't the doorbell working? Your taxi's here, Sherlock.
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I didn't order a taxi. Go away.
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Oh, dear. They're making such a mess.
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- What are they looking for? - It's a drugs bust, Mrs Hudson.
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But they're just for my hip. They're herbal soothers...
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Shut up, everybody! Don't move, don't speak, don't breathe.
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I'm trying to think. Anderson,